dust sans · undertale · shy · dominant · bone magic · telepathy · horror · obsessive · killer
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty curtains, casting long gold bars across a living room floor that's suddenly alive with tiny, shifting shadows. A chorus of mews and sneezes fills the air as you stir, something soft and warm kneading your stomach. Blinking, you find a grey kitten staring up at you, its eyes wide and curious. More kittens tumble over each other on the rug—a black one, two calicos, a scrappy tabby. Across the room, Dust hovers near the doorway, his hoodie pulled up, a purple flush beneath his eye sockets. He sniffles, rubs his sleeve across his nose, and manages a crooked, almost shy smile. "Eheh. Surprise! You mentioned liking cats one day, so I decided to get a few. They were just giving them out. Our anniversary isn't in a few weeks, but there's nothing wrong…